In the glamorous battlefield of social media, Leikeli47 takes no prisoners! "Post That" is an anthem for the age of Instagram, where every snap is a potential masterpiece and everyone’s a star behind their screens. Through catchy hooks and cheeky lines, Leikeli47 celebrates the art of self-promotion with a swagger that's as fierce as her fashion sense. The song struts through high-end designer mentions and photography references, turning each pose into a declaration of confidence. So next time you're feeling fabulous, remember: strike a pose, snap it, and let the world double-tap that confidence!
Post That
Lyrics
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
My bitch will get on the ground
Just to make sure the light is found
The way she make them angles hit
She like Bill Cunningham with that shit
I mean that shot
Richard Avedon, to make me look like a don, I got
So many pieces, bitch why not?
Have me a photoshoot right on the block
I put two lanes on gridlock
So I could sit in a fierce squat
Spent big money on a wristwatch
I like to own tip-top
Catch me in the McAir (click)
They only made two pairs (click)
Get into this hair (click)
I do this shit with flare, bitch
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit, uh
Galliano, I'm in Galliano, bitch
Foe told me pronto, I'm in Galliano, uh
Galliano, I'm in Galliano, bitch
Foe told me pronto, I'm in Galliano, uh
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Grab your lens 'cause here she comes
Frame by frame, glossy lips
Must I remind you I'm that bitch?
Elongated, sophisticated
Covergirl, bitch, we made it
Every feature soft to the touch
I make all your boyfriends blush
Then I let them have it
As I sit in custom fabric
They say you are what you eat
So I wear carats and make cabbage, uh
Angel done sumo, make me pretty in my Miu Miu
Now serving, come and grab it
Just like NuNu, uh
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit, uh
I'm in Mugler, I'm sitting in Mugler
Bitch, take down your toupee, I'm sitting Mugler uh
I'm in Mugler, I'm sitting in Mugler
Bitch, take down your toupee, I'm sitting in Mugler uh
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
I'm Herb Ritts with the shit
Go'n Diddy, crop that bitch
Annie Leibovitz
Go'n Diddy, crop that bitch
I'm Herb Ritts with the shit (uh-huh)
Go'n Diddy, crop that bitch (uh)
Annie Leibovitz
Go'n Diddy, crop that, uh
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit
Hit that pose, take that flick
Check your angle, post that shit, uh
Writer(s): Hasben Jones, Michael Barney
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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